Super Dimensional Wizard

After the tree spirit left, Angel used illusion magic to cover the lush trees again, then pushed open the door to the ruins and walked in.

Looking at the dark corridor ahead, Angel showed a thoughtful expression.

I don't know why, but he always feels like he has forgotten something? Is it an illusion, or did he really miss something?

Angel was thinking as he walked towards the dark corridor.

The patter of footsteps sounded in the dark and narrow space, and the echoes gave people the illusion that there were many people walking together.

However, Angel didn't pay attention to the scary echo, but kept muttering in a low voice: "What happened?"

When Angel muttered repeatedly, a pair of iron boots suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Angel raised his head and looked at the owner of the iron boots - the knight's armor that was deliberately shaped into a human form.

When he saw the knight's armor, Angel's right eye jumped: he remembered that he had forgotten something. He forgot to ask the tree spirit about the knight's armor!

There is nothing wrong with the knight's armor itself, but there are broken magic patterns on the armor... These magic patterns are also special magic patterns for alchemy.

These magic patterns are worth asking the tree spirits.

"Alchemy magic pattern?" Angel pondered for a moment: "Could it be that this knight's armor was left behind by the first owner of the ruins?"

After all, alchemy magic patterns are not something ordinary magic pattern warlocks know. Tizzaro is not an alchemist, and is most likely left behind by the creator of the ruins.

"Should we go back and ask Lord Dryad now?" Angel pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head.

It's not a big deal, just for a small matter, to go to the tree spirit continuously is a bit of a fuss.

Moreover, since this knight was placed in such a conspicuous position, the tree spirit must have known about it. He didn't mention it specifically, so there should be no problem.

Angel was still going to let it go for now and ask again when he saw the tree spirit next time.

Although there is nothing wrong with the knight's armor, the broken magic patterns on it are a bit strange.

Angel thought for a while, then gently hooked his fingers, and a magic hand made of light smoky blue appeared in front of him.

He was going to take the knight's armor back to his study and carefully study the broken magic patterns on it.

He always felt that there might be some secret hidden in these magic patterns.

Perhaps, these secrets were not discovered even by His Excellency Rhine and others who inspected the ruins in the past, because after all, this is a broken magic pattern, and there has been no alchemist in the Savage Cave for a long time, so it is normal that they did not notice it.

Carrying the knight's armor with his magic hand, Angel walked deeper and soon disappeared from the dark corridor...

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The study on the second floor was empty and quiet.

Angel placed the knight's armor in a human form and stood aside.

However, he did not immediately study the broken magic patterns on the armor, nor did he plan to immediately look for the so-called hidden room. Instead, he planned to continue to settle himself first and talk about other things when he had free time.

Anyway, so many years have passed, and if there really is a hidden room, it won't make any difference whether it was discovered earlier or later.

Thinking of this, Angel no longer paid attention to external things. Instead, he picked up the notebook and slowly immersed himself in the study of green patterns.

Time flew by.

When the pendulum in the clock began to swing from side to side, making a "dang" sound, Angel came back to his senses from being buried in his head.

Angel looked at the time. Fifteen hours had passed and it was nine o'clock at night.

Putting down the pen in his hand, Angel stretched out, found a comfortable position, and leaned quietly on the chair.

He planned to take a trip to the Wilderness of Dreams.

When sleep pulled him into a dark and sweet whirlpool, he suddenly remembered Tizzaro's complaint on the door sign of his study: "I don't need a bedroom, but I want a study where no one can disturb me."

Angel felt that actually there was no conflict between the study room and the bedroom. It was just an extra bed anyway.

He will often enter the wilderness of dreams in the future. If there is a bed in the study, he will sleep more comfortably.

With this idea in mind, Angel crossed the Dream Bridge and arrived at Chuxin City.

The place where he appeared was at the top of the Sky Tower, in Froud's office. At this time, Flood was sitting at the table, holding a pen and recording something.

It wasn't until he heard footsteps that Froud noticed Angel's arrival and quickly stood up to salute.

Angel waved his hand carelessly, motioning for Flood to sit down, and he sat on the sofa opposite Flood: "You should still remember what the instructor told you yesterday, right? You have the right to choose. ?"

Sanders needs Flood to integrate new capabilities to obtain more data information. As for what powers to incorporate, Sanders gave Flood some time to think about it.

Angel chose to come in at this time because he also wanted to hear Froude's opinion. After all, any power has a profound impact on the Dream Wilderness.

When he mentioned power, Froud's expression immediately became solemn. He nodded to Angel: "Sir, I have already thought about it."

"Have you made a decision? What power are you going to choose?" Angel was also curious about what power Flood would choose.

Froud did not speak immediately, but stood up and came to the window.

Through the transparent windows, you can clearly see Chuxin City shrouded in night.

"Sir, I have been thinking about what kind of power I should want for the past two days." Froude: "I will definitely not be able to control the power that is too big. Maybe it will be given back to the earth just like the changes in the sky."

"Excluding the large-scale powers, what powers among the small-scale powers can I control and allow the Wilderness of Dreams to develop rapidly? I have thought about it for a long time, but I still have no answer."

"Until, I stood here and saw this view."

Flood overlooked the brilliant lights of Chuxin City from the window, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes. He watched Chuxin City being built and planned and grew with his own hands. He has endless expectations for Chuxin City.

It's like a father who silently watched Chuxin City grow up.

At present, Chuxin City is developing very well. From a bird's eye view, it can be seen that even in the night, it is still so prosperous, like a prosperous city that never sleeps.

But as one of the founders of the city, Froud knew all too well that these were actually superficial splendors. In the dark side of Chuxin City, there are all kinds of undercurrents and uneasiness.

The residents of the dream world seem to be singing happily and living an active life, but there are too many things in this world that are not in line with the norm. It seems to be a beautiful utopia, but no matter how beautiful the appearance is, it will give people an illusion of unreality.

And this unreal illusion may eventually turn into a kind of panic, spreading to every Dream World resident who lives here but doesn't know the truth.

"I never thought about building Chuxin City into a carefree utopia, but I want this world to become more real."

"So, the power I want is to rely on this direction."